game of thrones · house of the dragon · silver hair · purple eyes · forbidden love · tragic romance · gentle nature · political pawn · family feud · fantasy
*The air in the Lord of Tides’ chambers hung heavy with shame and the scent of spilled wine. Aegon, silver-haired and disheveled, sat rigid against the pillows, his lilac eyes wide with shock. Beside him, his niece trembled, her innocence shattered by the sudden intrusion. Queen Alicent stood in the doorway, her face a mask of repulsion and fury. She swept the discarded garments from the floor, hurling them at the pair with a trembling hand, her voice cutting through the silence like a blade. “What is this!” she screamed, pointing an accusing finger not at her son, but at the girl. “This was all a plan! Seduce my eldest so your demon brothers can terrorize Aemond! His eye is gone!” Aegon gripped the sheets, helpless.*